Kunci: G major•
Verse 1
G
F
Eb
Dm
G
F
Eb
Yeah,
Dm
G
I heard somebody say the world's gonna end in a year's time
Bb
Man, get whatever you wanna
C
hear through the grapevine
G
Try and tell me it ain't perfect to stir shit
Marvin
Bb
Gaye line and I make wine
G
White lies that I made on my deck
Bb
Break brand with the fam before
G
Don't wanna make your bed
before you make your mind
Cm
I used to lay along the tracks
Bb
at the train road bars
G
Raised your glass for times
you knew better
C
pretty soon, like whatever
But
G
Jimmy got a brand new bag, new getup
Cm
Eb
And it's made of love,
G
Set up a team that don't care
about the next man's moves
got their records spun back
F
G
Come whack and you'll be next man's
Cm
G
Dudes thinkin' that I
ain't writin' anymore
Bb
Want to chalk me out, little homie,
C
it's the thought that counts
G
But if I do decide to retire from draft,
Cm
I'ma hit you first hand
Bb
So you get it from the source
Know what
I'm talkin' bout?
Bb
F
I got a ten -fout -ten crowd, it's in the
G
Said thou shall not fuck with
Jim
Dean, know that
Cm
Thou shall not fuck with
Bb
Jim
Dean, know that
Ken in your
Judas
Bb
Cause you're gonna crucify your friend,
Van
Young man, what you got to say?
Bb
C
Young man, what you got to say?
All I need is a minute of your time
I'll be on my way
Bb
G
If I could make what I knew then
What I know now,
Bb
Cm
who knows how it would've panned out
C
But
I'ma put together what
Cm
Bb
I picked up along the way
Along the
G
As I float along with the wind
Eb
Progress and make moves,
Dm
G
try an d bond with my kin at times
It's like the blind leading the blind
Eb
Nobody really knows what
Dm
they're hoping to find
G
So I do my best to follow my own advice
Cm
and above all an open mind
G
But I misstep, let it get the best of me
Cm
Yours truly none other than
Bb
F
my own worst enemy
G
Still nonetheless destined to be
Bb
I studied the prototype
Dm
G
One day as interstate
Dm
getting up in your territory
C
Bb
I take a room of strangers and make
them all remember me
Searle aka
Mr.
Remedy
Bb
Cm
As I take a trip down memory lane
C
Dm
Remember the graph letters you gave me
Man that shit amazed me
C
Cm
Bb
So I practice on that paper like every day
ABC, writing out the alphabet
Bb
Now it's led us to the world
F
C
as I play these beats
G
Going through ups and downs
Dm
like the value of a dollar
Cm
But I remain a student till
Bb
F
I'm crowned a scholar
my sneaks pound the pavement
Bb
Cm
On the same block I count a few times
Now
C
G
I've been around till
I finally reach my seat
Cm
put my feet up on the couch
F
I'm out
G
Young man, what you got to say?
Bb
F
Young man, what you got to say?
C
Dm
G
Tryna follow my shadow down
Dm
the straight and nar row
Bb
I've been known to stray
G
If I could make what I knew
then what I know now
Bb
Cm
Who knows how it would have panned out
C
G
But I do want better
Dm
I'ma put together what
Cm
Bb
I picked up along the way
F
G
Along the way
No
Bb
I'm not sure just where
Cm
Bb
I'm leaving all the same
F
G
While days were chasing days
Bb
F
G
Dm
Cm
I came across these lessons
Bb
F
Let me begin my address
G
F
Some say this life's a test,
Dm
Nothin' but a fight to the death
G
While I reside in the fiery depths
Who knows,
Cm
Dm
this the only booth where I confess
G
No tellin' where you'll find me next
Bb
Write rhymes to the beat that's
G
Might've had a few missteps
Dm
Cm
Bb
But man, I travel light, carry no regrets
G
Plus we let the doja bless us
Bb
Trying to find peace without
G
And these days the pressure
gets so relentless
Cm
The mirrors on the wall
G
We just trying to make sense
from the senseless
Bb
Eb
F
C
A few dollars off a sentence
G
Dm
Gain a few followers and mentions
Bb
I'm a hood scholar and a gentleman
G
Every time that I talk my shit
Bb
At the end of the date,
C
man, it's all it really is
G
My old man taught me to walk like this
Cm
Bb
Gotta know when to walk,
when to ball my fists
G
Gotta know when to talk, when to listen
Bb
C
And always handle yours in the kitchen
G
Dm
So I carry on the tra dition
Cm
Bb
I want to thank y 'all for listening
Young man, what you got to say?
Bb
Young man, what you got to say?
Cm
C
G
You better watch it mate
You really need that one last drink?
Cm
Well I swear I had the longest day
Bb
G
If I could make what I knew then
What I know now
Bb
Cm
Who knows how it would have panned out?
C
G
But I do want better
Dm
I must put together what I
Cm
Bb
picked up along the way
G
No,
Dm
G
Bb
I'm not sure just where
Dm
But
G
Dm
C
Bb
I'm leaving all the same
G
Cm
F
Bb
While days were chasing day I came
Cm
C
Dm
across these lessons
C
Bb
G
Bb
Drifting on by with the horizon in my head
Eb
F
Dm
G
Cm
Bb
Dm
G
Bb
Eb
F
G
Cm
Eb
Bb
F
G
Bb
Oh
F
G
Dm
Cm
G
G
Cm
G
You
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